Staar

Morning Surprise

admin — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 22:53:05 +0000

I woke up this morning and found a Leiber Precious Rose purse on my Porthault pillow and a pair of Stuart Weitzman “Diamond Dream” stilettos next to my vanity. Earl is going to get an extra special surprise tonight. Off to the spa for a massage then lunch at the Ivy. A girl just gotta have fun.

Afternoon in Beverly Hills

admin — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 23:48:31 +0000

Earl left me an inch-thick wad of cash this morning. So I’m off to Jimmy Choo’s. I got the most delicious pair of thigh high boots anyone could ever want to feel - or see me in. Wearing these I’m sure I’ll get an even thicker wad of green tomorrow

March 29

admin — Mon, 29 Mar 2010 16:08:59 +0000

What time zone am I in? The life of a mistress crosses many lines - not the least of which are multiple time zones. NY Earl jetted me in last night. We had a lovely dinner at Elio’s on (1st Avenue?) busy, I ate a steaming bowl of pasta, Earl had soup (some problem with his teeth) then early to bed makes a girl wealthy and wise! Raining today. Did a little shopping on Madison - NY is not crowded as all the rugrats are on Spring Break and gone. I did serious damage at Zitomer and Clyde’s pharmacy - beauty produces. One can never get enough. Then its off to Hiro for an hour of deep relaxing hair conditioning.

Monday March 22

admin — Mon, 22 Mar 2010 19:04:54 +0000

The air in Aspen is dreadfully dry. How do these glam women do it her? Well I have found that Clarins makes a wonderful moisturizer, creme riche desalterante. Its moist but not greasy. And Camilla oil from Japan I rub in the ends of my hair to keep from frizzing as I zip down the air following the cute bottom of the Swiss ski instructor. Which by the way - check out the photos on face book - we had a lovely lunch at Cloud 9 restaurant. Gnocci, and creme brulee. Now that’s skiing

Off to Aspen with Earl

admin — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 20:44:04 +0000

Dear Earl is jetting me off to Aspen in his private jet . . . excuse me one of his private jets for a little r & r (rubies and roses - one can only hope. Well one can demand!). The flight in was easy - spotted Lance Armstrong in town and a reality star or two. We checked into the Ritz - naturally - check out my photos on facebook. Poor Earl’s lungs can barely take the high altitue - I wonder how it will affect other things? Will let you know. Well, we’re popping the champagne . . . I must run. Cheers

Dublin

admin — Thu, 25 Feb 2010 17:12:24 +0000

Feb 24 - cold and grey here. But ah the Irish Earls are so regal! Mine took me to high tea at the Merrion - 5 star - in the heart of Southeast Dublin. My “duties” for the festival won’t officially start till tomorrow. I’m to report on the filmmakers whereabouts and press and such. Already I’ve been spotted by the paparazzi’s - which is fine. Off to a warm bath and some Jameson then dinner. Lets see what trouble I can get into tomorrow (speaking of which, this whole Charlie Sheen thing - see why a girl shouldn’t marry! he was so much better behaved when he paid for it.)

My new ASSIgnment

admin — Wed, 17 Feb 2010 04:28:08 +0000

I’ve just learned a dear friend of mine - no not “that” kind of friend - is sweeping me off to Dublin next week. Not only will I have time to mingle with all those men in skirts - oh dear is that Scotland I’m thinking of? - well, whatever . . . I’m to learn a whole lot more about “Taking it off”. As if I didn’t already know everything. But it is a free trip, and I’m only to look enticing to producers and the like - oh, movie folk, I love them! - and send back blogs about the Dublin Film Festival where my dear friend is premiering her documentary about the stars of Burlesque!!! Just think, Lili St Cyr in her bath tub, Georgia Sothern holding that tiger, Gypsy, Ann Corio, Betty Rowland. . . . some of my best friends have been strippers. So stay tuned I’ll be sending you updates from the land of little green people. And Earl won’t miss me - his global amnesia has been working up. Cheers

Birthday Wishes

admin — Sun, 07 Feb 2010 04:50:30 +0000

Seems making a wish on the ole (and not old) birthday candle works. My darling Earl surprised me with a diamond the size of an acron. More later

Back From Fiji

admin — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 05:27:26 +0000

January - It was a Happy Nude Year for all. Well, for Earl and I that is. He jetted me off to a lovely private island in Fiji - for pictures check us out on Facebook, Staar let (is my name, playing with Earl and jewels is my game). Champagne, sun and marina life ahhhhhhhhhh…. time for a bath

The Mistress Diaries: As told to Staar

admin — Tue, 05 Jun 2007 15:40:24 +0000

Tatiana:

Just got flew back from lovely Firenze . Cold this time of year. Which makes fur wearing perfect. Of course in the halls of the Savory – right in the Piazza delle Republica I was kept quite warm, as a matter of fact down right hot, with all that wild Italian sex with my lover Massimo.

Let me tell you Massimo is the perfect man for me – besides being conviently married – he has the body of a god – well not exactly David – which is looking quite spectacular devoid of the hoards of touristas this time of year. Anyhow, back to Massimo. There is a certain body part on Massimo quite similar to the chinegale (wild boar they shoot this time of year) lying in the salumi shops. I begin to salivate just passing the stores.

Massimo bought me a lovely ring at Buccelati – a divine store.

As Massimo is a very busy avvocato (lawyer) we spent hurried afternoons tangled in the linen sheets of the Savoy listening to the rain patter down. Besides my usual envelope (quite large – tis the season) Massimo gave me a good ride. The sex was incredible, I think the more the Signora Massimo denies him (she must be on the 4 th or 5 th child, imagine what her hips look like! Go on!) the more Massimo gives it to me. He tossed me around, up and own, my legs in the air, my legs over the bed, on the sofa, at the desk . . . endless wild panting sex.